The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,
Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,
Lookin at my boys like
And if i want to go outside
Gangstas as real me are uncommon, around here carrying my 12 gauge shotgun,
Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain
Always knew where the pot was
Just show them boys whos boss
I'm rolling down the window
Fuck boys just keep envyin , (slow)
I'm the boss around here, and you just another client,
In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust
Do you think i'm crazy
Boys tell me they love me
Boys wearing that hardy
So fast, can't copy
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